Sadie: Headcanon accepted. I do think she would give him a slightly hard time about being too strict with the boys. They are only little, after all…must they really sit in the corner for as long as that?!
“Yes, well, making paper hats out of a treaty that could start world war 3…”
“Why are you leaving such important things out in the open?”
“In a locked cabinet in a locked office is hardly out in the open.”
Nana just smirks at him. “Five minutes is plenty. Come along boys.”She could threaten to send him to the naughty step if he doesn’t start being nicer.
Sadie: Mycroft squeezes in between the two of them and covers his ears against the dual giggling on either side, while Jawn covers his mouth and Sherlock covers his eyes (while peeking between his fingers).
“Your huge butt is squishing me!!!”
“This is cruel and unusual punishment!”
Mycroft just frowns deeper and deeper.
“Your face is gunna stick like that.”
“I think it’s a huge improvement, actually.”“Quiet, little loves, or Nana will add minutes to your time out.”
Sadie: “…The very moment you’re both big again, I’m sending the two of you to the nearest country with slow internet for six months.”
Two gapping mouths.
“Nana!”
“If you send my boys away, Mycroft Holmes, you’ll have my spoon to contend with.”
*whispers* “nana is gunna hurt her arm with all that bum to spank.” *giggles*
“And you two are going to have smarting bottoms if you don’t stop with the sass.”Sadie: All is silent for a few golden moments, until a certain high-and-mighty government official mutters, “You’d have to find me first.”
“She’d find you in the pantry. Legwork is not your strong suit, brother mine.”
John would almost roll off the step giggling.
They’d play shoots and ladders and john would win 4 times before Sherlock and Mycroft would get into a huge row about weighted dice and probability of a faulty ladder that would allow them to automatically win.
Sadie: Sherlock is the first to flip the board, earning him the title of ‘First to Feel Nana Make Good on Her Threat’, which carries the prize of picking up all the little pieces he’d scattered all by himself with the back of one bare thigh stinging like the dickens.
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